Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (Эмили Дикинсон)

A Day

I'll tell you how the sun rose, --
A ribbon at a time.
The steeples swam in amethyst,
The news like squirrels ran.

The hills untied their bonnets,
The bobolinks begun.
Then I said softly to myself,
"That must have been the sun!"

        *  *  *

But how he set, I know not.
There seemed a purple stile
Which little yellow boys and girls
Were climbing all the while

Till when they reached the other side,
A dominie in gray
Put gently up the evening bars,
And led the flock away.

1. From the Chrysalis
2. В ночи — у насекомых страсть • These Are the Nights That Beetles Love
3. On This Long Storm the Rainbow Rose
4. Setting Sail
5. Look Back on Time with Kindly Eyes

John Armstrong (Джон Армстронг) A Day ("Escap'd from London now four Moons, and more")

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